Darkening Abyss

Pairing: VincentxCloud

Rating: M

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Furious winds ravaged the lands outside the heavily guarded, newly formed, city of Edge as the protector of the world, fought against the onslaught of multiple shadow demons that literally sprouted out of no where. They were not the ordinary shadow creatures that he had vanquished before whilst fighting the clones. Bearing a body like a wolf with two curved horns erecting from their heads, claws that could rip apart anything if they landed correctly, and fangs that could tear apart a body like a piece of tissue paper, the blonde took extra care to not have any mishaps. He had already been fighting for well over an hour; each time he vanquished a wolf, another took its place.

Fenrir, his beloved black motorcycle, lay smoking on its side, belly towards the sky, so there was no other way for him to escape.

What the hell is going on? Cloud shouted to himself as he felt one of the three shadow dogs barely miss his leg with its snapping jaws. Swirling the buster sword with practiced ease, Cloud decapitated the snarling wolf that just about tore off his right leg. The crazed wolf's body shattered into black dust and blew away with the on coming gale. Cloud's sword steadily grew heavier as the wind pulled it, making it harder for the ex-SOILDER to maintain his balance and maneuverability. Light was quickly fading from the horizon as darkness seeped across the land like a plague, making the fight harder and more deadly for the hero.

Shit. I can't keep this up. Cloud's breathing became more labored as his heart rate increased ten fold. He could feel the blood and adrenaline pumping through his veins, weaving its way around his tiring body. Even the copious amounts of mako pumped forcefully in his system all those years ago, began wearing thin. The remaining two shadow wolves seemed to feel their opponent's exhaustion overtaking his body and attacked with more force and power than Cloud would never have dreamed of coming from two wild beasts.

Quickly blocking a frontal attack, Cloud separated his buster sword so that he was now wielding two blades, and blocked the attack coming from behind. Suddenly, another shadow wolf appeared from Cloud's left side and drove its head into the blonde's lower abdomen. Feeling its horns pierce through his clothing and skin, Cloud let out a wail of pain as he skid across the desert like terrain, finally coming to a stop against a large bolder. Cloud glanced down towards the two sources of pain. His blue shirt was ripped and two perfectly round holes marked his abs. He was lucky that he turned just in time to lessen the blow. None the less it still hurt him like hell.

Well isn't this fucking great, thought Cloud, eying the three berserked wolves, I can save the world but not put down a couple of stupid animals. Smirking at himself, Cloud stood up, staggering slightly, feeling the mako rushing through his veins, increasing his power and stamina (or what was left of it).

"Bring it on you stupid sons of bitches!" Cloud yelled as he prepared for another tri-attack.

The three wolves charged at Cloud as he flung one of his two swords through the air, slicing the center wolf in half. This new issued fight went on for another fifteen minutes; so far, the blonde had been fighting for a grand total of two hours, non stop. Cloud could feel the sweat running down his back, and for-head, as well as the blood running from his punctured stomach. Suddenly, the panting warrior heard a shot ring out from the distance, feeling a slight pain on the back of his neck. Yet as soon as the pain came, it ceased, so Cloud took no second thought to figure out what just happened, thinking that it was probably all in his head. Memories of the past conjuring themselves up in the present; memories of Zack and him escaping from Hojo's labs…

Once again blocking another frontal attack, Cloud dodged too late and received a crushing blow to the back by one powerful claw. Feeling the skin being ripped apart, Cloud swirled and drove one sword through the wolf that clawed him, making it too, shatter and disappear with the winds.

Now one on one, the wild, shadow wolf lunged at Cloud, its teeth bared in a wild frenzy as it was skewered by the blonde's buster sword. The dark, purple blood from the wolf splashed across the blonde's face and front, as it soon dissolved into the air.

Letting the buster sword drop, Cloud too kneelt onto the dusty terrain. Panting heavily, the hero tried to stand, failing, and drops down onto the ground.

Damnit all… I'm loosing too much … blood… Cloud slowly began loosing consciousness as the airstream raked upon his torn up body. Blood seeped from his wounds as well as the corners of his mouth, making the process of death even more relenting.

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Vincent paced around his unkempt apartment, waiting for the blonde to return for the night. There was no point in keeping up with the current styles of inner décor; all he required was a bed, and whatever other necessities came along with the apartment. Tseng had informed Vincent that ShinRa wanted him back as a Turk. Vincent, being Vincent, refused and left the Wutai man standing alone in his office with a swish of his red cape.

About a month ago, Vincent received a call from Tseng, telling him that ShinRa had provided him with an apartment to show their gratitude for his services as a Turk all those years ago. Strange how they now decided that he should receive some benefit… It was a luxurious apartment, but not to the dark male's liking.

The electricity bill never exceeded one-hundred gil.

Cloud had stopped by every so often to check up on Vincent to see if he actually bought a coffin to sleep in instead of a bed. The humor was left on deaf ears as Vincent simply stared at the blonde, wondering why he would keep dropping by and 'hanging out' as he put it…

A couple weeks later and Vincent found himself with a roommate. Tifa and Rude got hitched and Cloud felt extremely awkward living in the same house as the two newly weds… very, very awkward. How Denzel and Marlene put up with the romantic vibes was beyond Cloud.

The electricity bill was now exceeding over 1500 gil per month.

Rolling his eyes at the white piece of paper sitting idly on the black marble counter top, Vincent looked at the clock and began tapping his human hand on the marble. 9:45pm… Cloud should have been home three hours ago or at least given Vincent a call to inform him that he was going to be running late from his delivery…

Knowing that something must have gone wrong, Vincent took off like a blur, rushing through the city to the exit to try and find his blonde companion. Earlier that day, while spending time at Seventh Haven with Marlene and Denzel, Vincent overheard a few customers conversing about the ferocious monsters that were prowling the outskirts…

This is stupid. I should not be worried for Cloud. He knows how to fend for himself…

However, thinking of where Cloud could be, made the gunner worry even more. Odd feelings were welling up inside him… He did not need emotional attachment to anything or anyone.

Surveying the land from his perch on a high rock, the cloaked man skimmed the dark horizon, noticing, with his enhanced eyesight, traces of black smoke emitting beyond the collection of boulders. Quickly dashing to the area, Vincent's crimson orbs widened slightly as he saw the crumpled, bloody heap, also known as Cloud Strife, lying motionless on the earth as the wind blew at his black clothing.

Rushing to where Cloud lay, Vincent knelt down, searching for a pulse along a pale, blood stained, neck. Finding it, some of Vincent's worries were relieved; that is, until he saw the amount of blood surrounding the dying blonde. Taking off his red cape, Vincent wrapped it around Cloud's wounded middle. The mako inside the blonde's system was slowly knitting the injury back to its original state yet for some reason… it was taking longer than necessary.

Picking Cloud up bridal style, and strapping the buster sword on his back, Vincent began the tormenting path back to the city. He needed to help mend the poor blonde, if he could make it in time.

Cloud moaned as he started to regain consciousness as Vincent carried him. "Vincent…"

"Shhh…Cloud don't try to talk. I'm sorry I did not come to your aide sooner. Forgive me." Vincent replied in a shaky, but monotonous tone. He had to keep a lid on his emotions.

"There's nothing…to be…forgiven for…I went to-" Cloud all of a sudden began to cough up large amounts of blood and writhing in Vincent's arms, making the elder drop the blonde onto the ground. Shaking, Cloud brought up his hands to his head, screaming as he felt this new sensation burn like fire as it raced through his body.

"Cloud what's wrong?!" Vincent yelled as he tried to figure out the source of pain. One moment Cloud was bleeding to death and now said boy was crying out in terrible pain.

"My head! Something's in my head!" Cloud screamed as he once again succumbed to the fierce pain, letting out an agonizing roar.

Vincent's eyes widened as he watched the blonde's hands drop to the ground, still in a kneeling position, staring blankly at the ground. "…Cloud?"

Cloud's head snapped upwards, focusing on Vincent. Shakily, the younger boy stood; a few strands of his blonde hair covering a portion of his glowing eyes.

"Well well well. It has been a long time hasn't it, Vincent Valentine of the Shinra Turks." Cloud said in an emotionless tone.

"Excuse me? Cloud?" Vincent took a weary step towards Cloud, not sure as to what to expect from this new... Cloud.

"Why my dear little test subject, do you not remember me? Before my death I created a clone of myself you stupid little ingrate! My new device I shot into your friend here while he was so drastically fighting for his pathetic little life, allows me to control him! Those wolves were a mere distraction fool! And now, to test out its capabilities, I shall initiate the attack program!" The taken over Cloud laughed crazily, stretching his arms towards the sky.

Cloud's naturally glowing eyes went lifeless as he smirked evilly at Vincent. "You will now become nothing, Vincent Valentine, for you are a failed experiment and shall always remain a failure!"

The controlled boy dove towards an unprepared Vincent, tackling him to the ground, making the elder loose the buster sword in the small skirmish.

"Now, lets see what this baby can do…"

Cloud grabbed the fallen weapon and thrust the heavy blade towards Vincent's chest, all the while grinning from ear to ear.

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